"Whew!" He gasped, and the sharp pain from his body made his body numb, and the other arm holding the artifact Shura Demon Sword also hung down silently, no longer so powerful.

The one who controls this body now is the blood-red nine-headed bat king, but he can sense all the perceptions of the body one by one.

"Leave me alone, I'll give you this Shura Demon Sword."

"Don't dislike it, it's an artifact, it can exchange my life." The King of Slaughter hurriedly begged for mercy, at this moment, in the face of death, nothing mattered, including his own majesty.

While he was wielding the Shura Demon Sword to resist the attack of the Ancient Monarch Evil, his eyes were also shining, and he carefully observed the facial expression of the Ancient Monarch Evil.

When he saw Gu Junxie's face relaxed, his heavy heart also became lighter.

"This is the artifact of the Shura God, but it's not yours, you can call the shots!" The ancient monarch did not take the words of the King of Killing to heart.

As the saying goes, the Shura Demon Sword is the artifact of the Shura God, and his King of Killing only has the right to use it, not the right to own it, it is not his item, and he can call the shots of the King of Killing.

"Even if it belongs to the Shura God, it is mine in my hands, how do I use it, he has a hammer for the Shura God!" The King of Slaughter scolded and scolded, this is going to be a life and death crisis, and it doesn't matter who the Shura Demon Sword is.

"You're shameless!"

"Shameless, I want to give you a big blow!" Gu Jun was heretical, listening to the shameless remarks of the King of Slaughter, he wanted to laugh a little.

"Boom!"

The space collapsed, the void rippled, and a figure flew out directly, and was smashed away by Gu Junxie's punch, and the flesh and blood exploded.

"You said you were going to give me the Shura Demon Sword, and you wanted me to let you go, if I didn't let it go, you would die, and this Shura Demon Sword would not be the same as mine?" Gu Junxie chuckled, looking at the King of Slaughter flying upside down with some amusement.

When the King of Killing heard this, he couldn't even take care of the retreating figure, he looked at Gu Junxie with a look of resentment, and if he walked together, he would die! This outsider just didn't want to let him go, and was determined to let him die, no matter how much he begged for mercy.

"You won't let me go, no matter what chips you give, you must kill me, right!" The King of Killing said sadly, and at the same time, there was an infinite despair in his heart, of course Gu Junxie's strength was too strong, the possibility of his body being alive was too low, and today he seemed destined to die here.

Since this is the case, he also let it go, completely ignoring the fierce offensive of Gu Junxie, completely giving up his own defense, and holding the Shura Demon Sword is a fierce slash.

"Ding!" "Boom!"

The King of Killing flew sideways, and was knocked back by Gu Jun Evil Zaidu's punch, one leg exploded directly, and the severe pain rippled in his body, reaching his mind and paralyzing his nerves.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, an ancient bell overflowing with eight-colored divine light slammed into him across the air, and the terrifying power shattered one space after another, and the deep void continued to emerge, like a dark ancient road, enveloping thousands of space debris and flowing sideways, towards the King of Slaughter.

Looking at the ancient bell that was crashing towards him, his heart had sunk into a trough at this moment, and a shadow of death hung over his soul and lingered.

In the past, he was the king of the killing capital, and he was the only one who tortured and killed others, but now he has become the target of torture and killing, and the contrast between before and after makes him not want to believe that all this is true, but the truth is so, and he can't believe it or not.

He stood on one leg, and the other leg had been blown up by Gu Junxie, and at this moment, a touch of exhaustion appeared on his handsome and resolute face, looking at this ancient bell.

He didn't know when he would die, maybe in the next move, he would be beaten by Gu Junxie's body, or he could make the next move, but he knew that he was not far from death.

Thinking about the life of the blood-red nine-headed bat king, he is a native creature of the Killing Capital, a strange beast bred by the Killing Capital.

In the Killing Capital, it can be said that it is like a fish in water, extremely brilliant, and after parasitic Tang Chen, a ninety-nine level Extreme Douluo, this brilliance has also reached its peak.

And now he is about to die, and the ultimate splendor of his body will live up to his existence, and he will be annihilated in nothingness.

Despite the exhaustion and pain in his body, he still forcibly suppressed these negative effects, lifted the Shura Demon Sword in his hand, and slashed towards the ancient bell that hit him.

"Ding!" "Bell!"

The bell and sword collided, and both of them rang in unison, and the sword body of the Shura Demon Sword vibrated endlessly, and the ancient bell flowing with eight colors and six lights continued to roar.

The King of Slaughter showed a resolute look on his face, although death was getting closer and closer to him, but after all, it had not yet come, he wanted to fight for it, he didn't want to die yet, he wanted to survive under the hands of Gu Jun Evil.

He lifted the Shura Demon Sword, and kept waving it, slashing at the ancient bell that was overflowing with eight-colored brilliance, and the clock rang in all directions, and it was constantly ringing, and the bell wave continued.

At the same time, Gu Junxie strolled over, his eyes were shining, his spirit was flying, one or two rounds of the sun were high in the nine heavens, and the brilliant divine power was pervasive, as if a true god had descended.

"The king of the Killing Capital is changing!" Gu Jun Xie whispered, but his tone revealed a peerless domineering intent, and the other creatures in the Killing Capital were all stunned.

That's the king of the Killing Capital! It's an extreme powerhouse of level ninety-nine! Except for the gods, in this mortal world, who dares to call the killing capital to change the king, and this impossible scene has appeared at this moment.

All beings raised their eyes and looked up at the figure, this lawless place, the evil and evil in it have stopped, and they all looked up at the breath, like the abyss like the sea, and like the sun as scorching as the sun.

His posture is magnificent, his demeanor is unparalleled in the world, as if a true god has descended, and the beings in the killing capital are shocked, and the power of that figure is shocked.

Like an unclimbable monument, he pressed into the hearts of all beings, and eternally imprinted into their minds.

And at this moment, Li Sandao, who had already entered the killing capital, was also stunned, impressed by the strength of the ancient monarch evil, and at the same time yearning for his strength and the scenery that could be seen in that realm.

Gu Jun Xie stood next to the ancient bell, and directly hit the wall of the ancient bell with a punch, and in an instant, the bell rang loudly, and the sound wave swept, directly knocking the King of Killing away, and the huge power of Gu Jun Evil's punch was also directly on the King of Killing.

"Ahem!"

His body flew upside down, and the injuries on his body became even more serious, his ribs were directly shattered, and his internal organs were directly exploded.

He collapsed to the ground, his breath was extremely weak, and the Shura Demon Sword in his hand couldn't even hold it steadily, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".